Struggle in Russia

Bucharest, Fourth Army Command of the National Guard.

Kuzha frowned, staring at the map in front of him for a long time without saying a word, which made the adjutant who had been waiting for a long time a little surprised. Although bad news has become the norm these days, it is the first time that Kuza has such a grim expression.

The previous Kuzha would not be discouraged even if he encountered great difficulties, he would still encourage everyone with fighting spirit, and would still fight to the end without a word.

But today, the situation is completely different. After receiving the intelligence that the Turkish army is rapidly approaching Bucharest, Kuza is very preoccupied, and he can see that he has not spoken at all, as if a mountain is pressing on his chest. He couldn't breathe.

After a long time, Kuzha sighed faintly. He seemed to want to sit back at his desk to deal with official duties, but as soon as he looked up, he saw the adjutant with a look of concern. His answer.

"Sorry, LaVine," Kuza said apologetically, "I was too fascinated just now, you are still waiting for my order, um, tell Butek, you don't have to stay in Giur for a long time, retreat... as soon as possible. Retract to the outskirts of Bucharest and station in Zhilava!"

Batek was the brigade commander of the independent brigade under Kuza. He was previously ordered to lead the entire brigade with about four thousand people stationed in Giurgiu, south of Bucharest, to monitor the movements of the Turkish army.

Now the Turkish army of fifty thousand has begun to march in the direction of Giurgiu, and it is impossible to defend it with his little strength. So staying in Giurgiu is meaningless.

Indeed, the four thousand more people in the South and the four thousand fewer people really do not make much sense. In addition to sacrificing more lives, it will not be delayed for a few days to let Batke stay there. Kuza knows that it makes any sense. In fact, Battke's return to Bucharest is not particularly significant. There are nearly 150,000 Russian troops to the north and northeast of the city, and 20,000 Turkish troops from Constanta to the east. If you add the Turkish army in the direction of Giurgiu, the city will be besieged by more than 200,000 enemies.

But there were less than 60,000 defenders in the city, and it was impossible to defend it no matter what. What's more, these more than 60,000 defenders are not all willing to defend Bucharest and coexist and die with the Provisional Republic. Among them, those who are really willing to obey Kuza's command are 30,000 people, and the other 30,000 friendly forces are really unreliable.

For example, the 10,000 people of George Stribbe are already panicking, and some officers and soldiers have already taken a short run. The more than 10,000 people in Yang Constantine's place have not paid much attention to him. They just guarded the arsenal for themselves, completely in the posture of a miser, and didn't care about other parts of the city at all. As for the six to seven thousand people in Yangjika, they didn't do anything. Every day, they were in a daze in the barracks, neither digging fortifications nor making any preparations. It seemed that they were ready to surrender at any time.

As for the remaining small forces with big puppies, they are doing their own things in a mess, some are busy fleeing, and some are busy collecting money, anyway, all of them are not reliable.

Kuzha knew very well that even if he withdrew some of the troops that were still blocking the Russian army from the periphery, it would not help. On the contrary, it might lead to a complete collapse. After all, they could still buy him some time to repair the fortifications.

Of course, even if there is more time to repair the fortifications, it will not help much. At most, it will cause more casualties and troubles to the Russian and Turkish troops. The fall of Bucharest is inevitable.

Although Kuzha had always been mentally prepared for this result, he still couldn't accept it when this day really came. Because he doesn't know when the next opportunity for Wallachia to win independence will be.

For Kuza, this revolution came vigorously, but it dissipated as fast as a shooting star, and it was over before he had time to give full play to everything. This is really a shame, because he is really not sure that he will meet again in his lifetime. To the same opportunity, perhaps his stage has ended, and the rest of his life in the future will only be spent in constant regret and regret.

Kuzha sighed deeply. This result was really not what he wanted, but he had no way to change the status quo. This kind of helplessness was really regrettable.

Kuzha was stunned for a long time after such a trance, which made his adjutant very worried, because Kuzha's condition looked too bad and gave him a feeling of dying years.

"Your Excellency, we can still..."

Kuza stretched out his hand to stop the adjutant from continuing to say, startled: "Lavin, rest assured that I am not that fragile and will not have any irresponsible thoughts. I will continue to fight and teach the Russians hard with Bucharest~www .ltnovel.com~Even if they can trample on us with iron hoofs, they can't make us lower our noble heads!"

With that said, Kuza seemed to have a bit of energy, and said loudly: "You go to contact the commanders of several other armies, and say that I will meet with them to discuss the work of Bucharest city defense!"

Kuza prepared to give some color to the other less obedient soldiers, and force these guys to submit, so that the defenders in the city can be more, more or less effective. He believed that even if these officers were cowardly and fearful of the enemy, ordinary soldiers could still win.

So he immediately found Kogelniceanu and asked him to contact the grassroots officers and soldiers of several other armies to do work in advance.

Kogelnicanu smiled bitterly: "George Streb, Jan Constantine, and Jan Jica might be angry if you do this, and I'm afraid they won't spare you and me!"

But Kuza asked calmly: "Are you scared?"

Kogelnicanu smiled and said, "If I'm afraid, I won't keep working with you!"

Kuza laughed too. He suddenly extended his right hand to Kogelnicanu, who also clasped it tightly without hesitation. The two looked at each other and smiled:

"Let's do it!"

Kuzha is about to have a showdown with the other gangsters of the National Party. Either fight with him to the death, or go straight to the wild. There is no third way to go. But the actual situation is far more complicated than he thought, because when he really started working as a grass-roots officer and soldier, he discovered that the big bosses have their own ideas and have already started to implement them!

For example, Yanjika, who has the least troops, knew that this product had reached an agreement with Turkey, and the Turks seemed to have incorporated them! !